When Morning Gilds the Skies

 Verse 1

When morning gilds the skies

My heart awaking cries:

Let Jesus Christ be praised!

Alike at work and prayer,

To Jesus I repair:

Let Jesus Christ be praised!


Verse 2

Does sadness fill my mind?

A solace here I find,

Let Jesus Christ be praised!

Or fades my earthly bliss?

My comfort still is this,

Let Jesus Christ be praised!


Verse 3

To God, the Word, on high,

The host of angels cry,

Let Jesus Christ be praised!

Let mortals, too, upraise

Their voice in shouts of praise,

Let Jesus Christ be praised!


Verse 4

When sleep her rest denies,

My silent spirit sighs,

Let Jesus Christ be praised!

When evil thoughts molest,

With this I shield my breast,

Let Jesus Christ be praised!


Verse 5

In Heav'n's eternal bliss

The loveliest strain is this,

Let Jesus Christ be praised!

The powers of darkness fear

When this sweet chant they hear:

Let Jesus Christ be praised!


Verse 6

Sing, suns and stars of space,

Sing, ye that see His face,

Sing, Jesus Christ be praised!

God's whole creation o'er,

For now and evermore

Shall Jesus Christ be praised!

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